Beyond The Limits (2003) – Olaf Ittenbach.

'considering you are a man of god, you are refreshingly ruthless!!!'

The lurid leviathan of psychotronic gore excess, amps up the lunacy in his proper mentalist horror/gangster/dark ages brain-fuck Beyond The Limits. Like an especially flavoursome, generously meaty splatter lasagne, each layer of Ittenbach's bloodthirsty action/gore-blaster is basted in a thick rue of gruesome ultra-violence, heretical head-lopping, eldritch lore, brutal torture, enthusiastic acting, and black-hearted duplicity. If you are a fan of cruelty, gruesomely bludgeoning death, bodies wracked in excruciating pain, ravaged by brutish battle-axes, Beyond the Limits provides gratuitously executed retrograde slaughter, remaining a veritable feast of frenzied, flesh-flaying mayhem. The levels of gore proved satisfying, and I enjoyed, shall we say, the unusually hybridic nature of Beyond The Limits deliriously epoch-spanning narrative. I couldn't be absolutely sure, but it certainly looked as though mighty Mathias Hues engaged briefly in a bloody bout with martial arts maestro Darren Shahlavi?